There can be no pollution in the absence of people.

[”–yet probably.”

Yet.

Yet.

There is nothing they can to to stop this. No last minute reprieve they can hope for. It’s inevitable. 

It’s already happened.

For now, perhaps.

They touched them.

…There is a difference between those who already exist, and those who only do so in potentia. There has to be.

The simple fact is that the state of Amenta itself cannot get any worse. We have already befouled every possible refuge. We teem with the living; we are surrounded by the pollution they produce. The only way to truly clean our planet would be for all of us to cease to exist entirely.

Surely, you can understand why I was reluctant to continue demanding that action of those already living? Even if it is for the best?

And until recently, the rest of existence was filled with empty worlds untainted.

Until we chose to trade this away for some few passing sweet springs.

And now entire worlds are within our reach.

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We’re all going to rot one day.

Ha, well, those last two points are a nice thought.

Especially the last one.

…

Maybe.

I understand you’re trying to be comforting. However, the fact is, I cannot. No one can.

Pollution is an immutable fact of the Amentan condition. Every time we eat, every time we drink, every time we breathe, our bodies work to churn out yet more vile substances with which to desecrate the world.

Perhaps individual Amentans will indeed experience less pollution per capita out amongst the stars in their new environment. This isn’t nothing, but it’s not worth the entire universe.

Nothing is worth that price.

By your logic, we should quarantine and eliminate everyone from the face of Amenta. 

Which is certainly a tempting proposition, but I have been reliably informed that most people would not enjoy that outcome.

Thus, we are left with a choice. Leave them to be polluted through their every waking moment, eternally, unerringly suffering with whatever capacity they have to do so, or clean them.